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If I had a rocket launcher...

some son of a bitch would pay.

Name:
Indigoe
Birthdate:
26 May
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External Services:
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i'm a heavy metal hippie mama with a heart of silver and laudanum.

i have combat boot feet and a few pieces misplaced.

a totally unapologetic humanist new york city** fuckup with nothing to lose... trying to avoid banality at all costs.
i'm not doing so well.

**seems i've found myself in texas. it's [vadania|her] fault.



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[i used to write good poetry, but i've lost my words these days.]

speaking of which, i moderate poetry_orgy. write with us.

er, them. whatever. unimportant. write.


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friends only. no dramatic photoshopped graphic.
i don't update nearly as much as i used to, and i'm not a rampant commenter, but i read.
goddamn, do i read.




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if i were half the woman i used to be, i'd kick your ass and play bass licks on your grave, but now i use words like "delightful."

yeah... fuck you, too.



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"but if you really want
a revolution
learn how to change
your internal chemistry
then go beyond that

walk down the streets
& flash light at
yourself"


-------------d.a. levy
42, [+5 rod of merging], a different city, a thousand trees, angels in america, art, badassary, badminton, barbaric yawps, beck, ben folds/five, benevolence, best friendship ever™, bibliophilia, bobby miller, body art, bowie, bricolage, bruce hornsby, burninating thatch-roofed cottages, busload of faith, captain jack, collecting you, contact, cream, d&d, dancin'.around.in.funny.outfits, dancing.with.tieflings, darkroom, debauchery, desperadoes, dire roly-polies, disheveled geeky boys, doob-smokin' zeppheads, downtown train, drag, eating tokyo, eddie izzard, education, elvis costello, evangelion, everything2, execution by christmas lights, exquisite corpses, fackall, fire escapes, freedom 90, geekin' out, generosity, ginsberg, god is a dj, gor, gratuitous heathenry, growth, guilty pleasures, hannibal the lectern, henry rollins, honesty, hymn.of.the.big.wheel, i'm confused, intellectual provocation, intoxication, jean-michel basquiat, jeff buckley, jim carroll, karmic pancakes, kids in the hall, la vie boheme, la-la-la kickinass!, late-nite drives, latitudinarianism, leather and lace, live nude noders!, lou reed, lynch, magnolia, manic-depression, mitch hedburg, moose pushing, moxie, mullets, nick drake, night moves, old boxy-ass volvos, opeth, or lack thereof, penny arcade, people-watching, percussive, perry farrell, philip seymour hoffman, photography, pj harvey, playing-bass-licks-on-your-grave, poemfone, poetry, porn, proving them wrong, quentin tarantino, radiohead, rage against the machine, ravaging my lungs, recovery, red wine, rockin' out, rosencrantz and guildenstern, say goodbye, shades of jade, shawn mullins, sifl and olly, sl, somethin' to believe in, spoken word, stagnancy, star trek, starving artistry, stereo, stp, stuckinthemiddlewithyou, stumbleine, subtle seductions, sweet sweet bushmills, taking the streets, the dave matthews band, the dude, the fucking moon, the genuine article, the indigo girls, the josh dodes band, the lorax, the safety dance, theatre, thwarting myself, titus, tom robbins, tom waits, too much sex, tori amos, treehuggin' hippie crap, trent reznor, true dreams of wichita, unabashed nudity, under your skin, upright citizens brigade, waking life, walk away, ye olde, you gotta be, your mom

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